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Stand Astride

A Companion Essay by Steve House

The first thing Jimmy told the Free Solo production crew, at their first meeting, was that they were not there to make a film.

They were there to support Alex.

The film was secondary. If their work changed the experience Alex needed to have on the wall, they had failed. If their presence put him under pressure to perform on a schedule that was theirs and not his, they had failed. If, God forbid, he fell, they would need to be able to live with themselves, having been his friends, not his cinematographers. That distinction, Jimmy says, was the whole project.

The film, of course, won an Oscar.

When I wrote the original companion essay for this episode, I framed Jimmy’s life as a story about means and ends. The means are the cameras and the ice axes. The end is authentic self-expression. The trick, I argued, is to master the means and bring them to the right why. I still believe most of that. The composition story is true. The ten-year apprenticeship in Yosemite is true. The hard discipline of killing your own babies in the edit room is true. The original essay holds.

What it did not say, and what I think this episode is actually about, is the part where you stop bringing the means to the why, which is to name the moment that you stop aiming at all.

Jimmy did not make Free Solo. He stood next to a friend and let a film come through him. The crew rigged lines. They hauled loads. They let Alex change his mind about which crag he wanted to climb that morning, ripped down the rig at El Cap, and built a new one for the Rostrum without complaint, because the rule of the project was that Alex could never be made to feel that the camera was waiting on him. The film, which is what most people will remember, was the result of a series of decisions that had nothing to do with making a film.

I have spent two more seasons of this show looking at what people who have built durable lives in serious terrain actually do, and I keep finding the same shape. It does not look like aim and execute. It looks like to stand astride and serve.

Mark Twight, who is the loudest voice in our community for severity as a value, used the word stewardship with me when we spoke. Not stewardship of his own legacy. Stewardship of the activity. He talked about the responsibility to share what he had learned, and to refuse the temptation to vanish into a personal pursuit and call that integrity. The work, in his telling, was not the thing he made. It was the thing he held in trust for the people who came next.

Conrad Anker has spent over 20 years building the Khumbu Climbing School in Nepal. When I asked him why, he did not give me a climbing answer. He gave me an answer about Sherpas, about education, about wanting climbers from a community that had historically been treated as a porter base to have the same relationship to the mountains that he had. The school is not a side project. The school is what the climbing was for.

Melissa Arnot Reid has six summits of Everest. When she talks about what she is most proud of, she does not talk about the summits. She talks about the work she does, now, on behalf of the Nepali families who arguably carry more of the cost of high-altitude expeditions than any foreign climber ever will. The summit is a moment, she told me. The descent is the rest of your life.

Read those three together with Jimmy’s production meeting, and the same sentence appears in all of them. The work you remember is not the work that holds. What holds is the obligation. What holds is the person, the place, or the community that you have stopped trying to use the work for and have started letting the work serve.

The original essay called this authenticity, and in a sense, that is right. But authenticity, in the original frame, was something you consulted internally. An acid test you applied to your own work in private. The Free Solo project tells a different story. Jimmy’s authenticity was not found alone with the viewfinder. It was found in a room with Mikey Schaefer, who signed on for the project because the intention was right and would not have signed on otherwise. It was found at the edit station with his wife, Chai, who cut a shot Jimmy had spent two weeks getting because the shot did not move the story forward. It was found, Jimmy says in the conversation, by imagining himself in front of three particular readers, Yvon Chouinard, Jon Krakauer and, embarrassingly for me, me, and asking which one of us would call him on a frame.

Authenticity, in other words, is not a private virtue. It is a chosen, public virtue. You build it by surrounding yourself with people whose imagined disapproval shapes what you let stay on the page. You build it by pointing yourself at a person you cannot afford to lie to.

This is the part that the original essay almost said, but I did not quite get to. The essay said the gritty pursuit of mastery gives you the earned confidence you need to go out in the world and make a difference in the lives of others. That sentence treated the difference-making as the consequence of mastery. I no longer think that is the right sequence. The difference-maker is the source. I think Jimmy became the filmmaker he is by deciding, over and over again across thirty years, to make a friend’s project his project, and to let the films reveal themselves to him through that decision.

If there is a single image in this conversation I keep returning to, it is not Alex on the wall. It is not the Oscar. It is the moment Jimmy describes, almost in passing, of leaving a meeting in which a major studio has just told him they will finance the film, and going home to tell his wife that he cannot make it. He was not afraid of the climbing. He was not afraid of the production. He was afraid that the act of making the film might be what got Alex killed. He could not live with that.

Then Chai talked to Alex. Then Jimmy talked to Krakauer. Then Mikey said yes for the right reason. 

The original essay said the means are irrelevant. What matters, it said, is the why. I still think that is mostly right.

What I would add, now, is this. The why is not a statement about what you want to accomplish. The why is a person. The work is what happens when you stop pointing the camera at the work, and point yourself at the person.

That is what Jimmy figured out before the cameras rolled.

That is what the next two seasons of this show have, in different voices, kept telling me.

That could be one difference between careers that build and those that do not.

Listen for the moment he names it.

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